The Life In A Day Of An HR Exec.

Here is a pictorial description of certain days of a frustrated HR Executive

Typical day At Work:

1. Boss and Colleagues are talking in Tamil and you hear your name somewhere in that conversation.

“Huh? Me? What about me? Should I risk asking? Huh? Me? What about me?”

2. You’re getting a headache trying to solve some employee’s travel issues when another employee who has a doubt on every line of every policy arrives. Obviously, everyone else is much too busy.

3. Some days, in the open house meeting, you stand along with the BU Head feeling like the below sign, sure that your mere presence might raise a riot.

4. And some days, you just start believing in God and just pray for a miracle.

5. The phone helps. Your pals help. Google and Bing helps too.

6. Mutual admiration ensues…

7. Suddenly, at five pm, an absent piece of data becomes of utmost importance, cutting the all conversations short. That missing data is much like the Horcrux mentioned below.

8. The entire team frantically calls everyone in the backend office to see if they have the data with them, or can help you with a workaround. Their response is candid.

9. Of course the data isn’t found. It never existed. So now, the question of who is responsible begins. A free dance with Mr. More Data to the one who claims responsibility

10. As a stress buster, the other colleague zeros in on one person to snigger at the outdated, assumed personal life choices of another. Of course it’s better that that person is one who does not understand the language. You see 30 year olds behaving like 7 year olds and resist the urge to retaliate.

DEAL WITH IT.

11. Finally, it’s already 7:00 pm, and your boss just remembers another report he had to send to his boss tomorrow. But of course, he has dinner plans with his wife. So you are left looking at the mail he just sent you with all the various types of analysis required by tomorrow, 9:00 am. And well you ARE Expressive.

12. Then one fine day, you get up on the right side of bed, realize you are much too fabulous to do this for the next 4 years, and put in your papers. Your boss looks down upon you and tells you that he thinks you have wasted your “One Year -Career” and you think in your head:

*Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any company, active or closed is incidental. *Disclaimer2: All Pictures have been taken from the internet and I have no copyright on the pictures. However, the idea for the post is original and protected by copyright.